Hello everyone! It’s been awhile and we have written a new multi chapter fic! Unfortunately, we don’t have the time to do sneak peeks and pictures, however we are trying to post at least two chapters every week! Thanks to everyone who has read so far and left kudos or a nice comment! We have not posted on FFdotnet at this time because we have been having trouble with bots on there. Hopefully we can post this one on there soon! Much love- A and K
Title: Until The Cows Come Home
Summary: After Burt has surgery, he goes with his wife Carole and son Kurt to visit his Aunt in his rural, small hometown. Since he can’t do physical labor, Kurt takes over some mechanic jobs his father agreed to, including fixing an old truck at Anderson Farm. The two men are best friends from high school, but Kurt barely remembers them, including his son that’s about his age. That all changes when they come face to face for the first time in years. Soon they find out that their father’s aren’t the only ones with chemistry…
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I would love to give a recommendation for the authors Kirakiwi. I think all their stories deserve more attention, especially the current WIP "The Obsidian Castle" with dark wizard Kurt and optimistic puppeteer Blaine. I think the idea is very original and it is very well written. Also, on tumblr they post images for the chapters every week which enhances the reading experience.
Thank you, yes, I always enjoy their stories. ~Jen
The Obsidian Castle by @kirakiwiwrites (WIP)
Lady Rachel Berry has been taken by a mysterious evil wizard. Blaine Anderson, a humble puppeteer, vows to get her back, even if that means he will have to face the fearsome wizard Kurt Hummel locked away in his foreboding castle. He is violent and cruel, but is there is more to the story than the legends and the myths? Blaine intends to find out.
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Camp Klaine by @kirakiwiwrites
Kurt and Blaine are eagerly anticipating their last summer of theater camp together. Having been best friends since meeting at Sanford Theater Camp three years ago, they intend to make the most of this one. But this year, things feel different between them. Blaine’s starting to realize he might have a crush on his bestie while Kurt introduces everyone to his new boyfriend…
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Make Food and War by @kirakiwiwrites
What if Blaine and Kurt met another way? Original prompt: AU Meetings with the theme of: Food. We all know how our boys met on the show. For this creative challenge, let's play with how the boys might have met in alternate universes. And this time, use the topic of food to be the through line of your creations.
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Vicious by @kirakiwiwrites
When Blaine's life takes a dramatic U-turn, he decides to focus his attention on work at a record label. He gets his dream project with the band The Lima Losers, a punk rock band fronted by Kurt Hummel who has an in-your-face attitude and the talent to back it up. However, when he's not dazzling crowds, he's flirting shamelessly with his producer and causing all sorts of trouble.
Um, so hi. Hello. We know it’s been awhile, but if anyone is interested, we have posted a (very long haha) one shot in the Closer To You verse. It was a commission, but it was so fun to revisit this story! We are going to start posting regularly again. Unfortunately, we have had personal reasons for not posting lately, but we hope to begin a new multi chapter fic soon! Thanks for those who have stuck with us ❤️
Much love- A and K
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Didn’t get as many this time, but laughed a lot writing this!
For this one, we are going back again to before the kids came along. If you have read any of our other stuff, you know we love Cooper so we had to have him in one. We might do one with him and the kids if we have a good idea.
Thanks to @klaine-word-scramble!
(Aug 7 entry - 942 words)
Warnings: explicit language
Title: Raven Expensive
Kurt trudged up the stairs to his apartment, his day finally over. Although it had been a mentally exhausting day being hurried from one audition to another, they had gone well for the most part and he was optimistic. He hoped to have a nice, relaxing evening, but he knew that probably wouldn’t happen. With a deep breath, he prepared himself for what he knew awaited him inside his apartment. Blaine’s brother Cooper was visiting and staying with them. He was mostly entertaining, slightly exhausting, and overall meant well. It didn’t stop Blaine bickering with him though. From the muffled argument he could hear from outside the door, Kurt realized with a sigh it was happening yet again.
“Cooper, it’s a terrible idea. The worst really.”
“Stop trying to squash my dreams!”
“I’m not trying to squash your dreams, you walnut! I’m trying to keep you from embarrassing yourself and me! And our entire family!”
“Dream squisher!”
Kurt hooked his keys next to Blaine’s on the wall and dropped his messenger bag on the table as he shook his head at the two brothers. They were in the living room, Cooper kneeling on the couch backwards and poking Blaine in the face repeatedly while his irate husband smacked his finger away. Kurt put his hands on his hips and resigned himself to be mediator yet again.
“Boys, what’s going on? I leave you for a few hours and you are at each others throats? Do I need to ground you both?”
Blaine softened a little at the sight of his husband and kissed his cheek when he came to stand beside him. “Cooper has been binging Ru Paul’s Drag Race again and now he thinks he wants to be a drag queen. I’ve told him just because he’s watched all the seasons—”
“Including Untucked and All Stars! The international shows are next!”
Blaine rolled his eyes. “Just because he’s watched one show doesn’t mean he is going to be successful as a drag queen. It’s not just about wanting to—“
“I can do it!” Cooper interrupted much to Blaine’s annoyance. “I can serve cunt! And I’m very pretty as a boy, I’m sure to be gorgeous as a queen!” Tossing his head, he gave Kurt his most dazzling smile that truthfully made him blush a little. He was in love with Blaine, of course, but Cooper definitely had his own charm.
How to make peace? He didn’t want to take sides, but the last thing they needed was Cooper ruining the rest of his visit with a half-cocked idea and upsetting Blaine. Kurt gave Blaine’s hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled at Cooper like he would an unreasonable child. “Have you even done drag before?”
“Not on the stage, darling, but I wore a skirt once!” Cooper pretended to brush his hair behind his ears and then caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. He primped a little, pouting out his lips.
“That was a kilt, you dummy. That’s not a skirt,” Blaine grumbled beside Kurt.
“It still counts!” Cooper retorted. “And my legs looked fantastic. You are just jealous that I could pull it off and you couldn’t! You don’t have the charisma, uniqueness, nerve, or talent I have!” He snapped. “That’s called a read dear brother. It’s an insult.”
Blaine’s eye twitched as the last thread of his patience began to unravel. “I know what a fucking read is, Cooper. This is like every other thing you have picked up for two seconds and tossed away!”
Cooper nodded, his eyes sparkling. Yeah, he wasn’t listening whatsoever. “Be real, Blainey. This is my calling and I shall answer her! I’ve even picked out a name! Raven Expensive! Isn’t that just the best!”
Blaine rubbed a hand down his face while Kurt nearly bit his lip off trying not to laugh. It wasn’t the time. Blaine was seconds from losing it completely. “Coop, I say this with love and concern. You would suck at it. You can’t walk in heels. Remember when you decided your destiny was to walk on stilts and travel with the carnival? You nearly broke your tailbone.”
Kurt could see Cooper was about to argue again, so he tried to help Blaine convince him. “Yeah, walking in heels is harder than you think. You have to practice a lot if you don’t want to fall.”
“When did you wear heels?” At the barely contained lust in his voice, Kurt turned to Blaine and blushed at the heated way he was eyeing him.
“For glee club mostly. What? I’ve worn them for Halloween costumes too.” Kurt nudged him for the way he was leering. He could tell by the glazed expression that Blaine had something dirty in mind. “Why do you want to know?”
“Definitely for purely innocent reasons and not perverted ones,” Blaine replied low and growly.
“Look, drag is already bringing this family together!” Cooper exclaimed. “As for the heels, I can learn. Kurt can teach me! Now, I’m thinking for my performance I use lots of fire—“
“Cooper, absolutely not! Kurt, we are going to the shoe store like now. You can dance in heels, right? Like dirty dance?” Blaine was already tugging him towards the door and grabbing his keys. Kurt giggled at the excited gleam in his husband’s eye as he tried to push Kurt out the door while mumbling about how amazing Kurt’s ass would look in heels.
“Wait for me!” Cooper shouted as he flopped off the back of the couch into the floor and hurried after them. “I need shoes too! And I need someone to film my audition video! Guys!”
Hi friends! So it’s been a minute lol. Why? A whole slew of reasons like migraines, a new job, traveling, carpal tunnel, and good old fashioned writer’s block. Are we still working on a one shot for Obsidian Castle and another new multi chapter story? Yes. Three actually. We will be posting new stuff soon. Thanks so much for all the love from Obsidian Castle too. So happy everyone has enjoyed it!
Anyway, we thought to get out of the little rut, we would participate in the @klaine-word-scramble. It looks like so much fun and if you haven’t checked it out you should! So here is our first one, just a very short one shot full of cute fluff. The theme for most of these will probably be future fics like this one. We will also post these to FF.net and A03
Thank you to all who organized it and come up with all the fun scrambles!
Disclaimer: We do not own Glee, the characters, or quotations from the show.
(Aug 1 scramble - 979 words)
Craft day:
“Do we need more glue?”
Blaine scratched at his head before grimacing as he realized his hands were covered in glue. now his hair was also covered in glue. The stuff was everywhere. “No, I don’t think that’s it.” He scanned the directions while he wiped at his head. “If we add more glue, things could get worse.”
His eight year old son Michael huffed a sigh and poked at the goopy substance in the bowl. “What about more glitter?”
Blaine shook his head slowly as he tried to make sense of the mess they had made. “Oh god no. No more glitter.”
It looked as though a glitter bomb had exploded in their kitchen. There was glitter on everything: the floor, the cabinets, them. Glitter had even somehow ascended to the top of the fridge and landed amongst the mousetraps they stored up there. It was quite a mess.
Michael blew the dark curls he inherited from his father out of his eyes and glitter puffed out and slowly and floated down. “Did we put enough activator in?” He spread his fingers and purple glittery glue gunk made strings across them. “I don’t think it’s supposed to be so sticky.”
Blaine made a noise of agreement before he realized two of the pages were stuck together. Carefully, he peeled them apart and saw they had missed a step.
“Okay, kiddo. I figured it out. Grab that spatula and stir until you think your arms are gonna fall off.”
Michael did as his father told him and stirred, the tip of his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth. “What do I do if my arms do fall off?”
“Use some of the glue and stick them back on. I’m going to clean up a bit before—“
“What did you two do to my kitchen!” Kurt exclaimed as he clutched his face in horror. He stood in the doorway, his keys and a brown paper bag in one hand. “Did you blow up a disco ball?”
Blaine winced. “Oh, hey honey.” He gave his husband his most charming smile. He cleaned faster. “You’re home early!”
A little giggle came from their six year old daughter who had spent the morning with Kurt. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she took in the mess. “Mikey looks like the shiny troll from that movie!” She set down a matching brown paper bag and skipped over to the counter where her brother was stirring vigorously. “I want to do it too!”
Kurt set his bag down quickly beside his daughter’s and gingerly picked his way through the disaster zone. “Tracy! Wait! At least change your clothes first!” He sighed and accepted a kiss on the cheek from his husband. She was already elbow deep in the concoction and chuckling maniacally.
“Don’t worry, Kurt,” Blaine said brightly. “I’m going to have all this cleaned up before dinner. How did it go making candles?”
Kurt leaned tiredly on the counter, then remembered it was covered in slime and stood upright. “We actually had fun until Tracy decided things were too calm. She decided she didn’t want a normal cat shaped candle, but she wanted a headless cat shaped candle that would bleed when she burned it.”
“Jesus Christ,” Blaine mumbled as he picked out some sparkley glue from his arm hair. “Has she been watching Wednesday again?”
Kurt rolled his eyes and grabbed a dish towel. After wetting it, he began to carefully wipe the glue off of Blaine’s arm. “I don’t know but I’m having a hell of a time encouraging her to express her creativity while also not making the other children around her cry.”
Blaine thanked him for the glue and eyed the room with another grimace. “It’s a precarious dance for sure. You do a wonderful job.”
Kurt smiled and kissed him just as their children screamed in triumph.
“Dad! Papa! Look! We made slime!” Michael held up a blob of purple goo studded with glitter.
“Can I eat it?” Tracy asked as she squeezed some through her fingers.
“No!” Blaine yelled in alarm at the same time Kurt yelled, “Absolutely not! Don’t you dare put that in your mouth!”
Tracy glared at them for ruining her fun, but then got distracted by the shiny slime. Michael gave her a very brotherly look that said he considered her only a step above an animal.
“Why are you so weird?”
“Am not! You’re weird!”
“You’re the one trying to eat slime!”
“I just asked! I wasn’t gonna do it!”
Kurt took a deep breath and released it as Blaine continued to clean the kitchen. “Kids! Enough!” Kurt interjected, hands on his hips. “Mikey, don’t call your sister weird. Tracy, don’t ever eat anything unless you know it’s food. I will not have fighting on craft day!”
Blaine nodded solemnly in silent support as he scrubbed at a dried pile of goop. He accidentally upset a pile of glitter that puffed out in a cloud and caused him to sneeze.
Michael shrugged and continued to stretch the slime out and whirl it like a jump rope between his hands. Tracy stared down at the small bit in her hand. “I wasn’t gonna eat it,” she grumbled.
Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose in an effort to stay calm. “Alright. Help me and Papa clean up the kitchen and we will all go out for pizza. Deal?”
This was met with cheers of agreement from the two children who took wet paper towels offered to them by Kurt and set to work wiping up glitter. Kurt smiled at how determined they were and grabbed the broom and dustpan.
“Thank you,” Blaine said with a grateful smile.
“You’re welcome,” Kurt replied as he started sweeping. “But buckle up because next craft day is painting and Tracy had me take her by the cemetery for ‘inspiration’.”
“Of course she did. But it’s fine because in the Hummel-Anderson house, we support weird.”
“Absolutely.”
*words used from the scramble:
Candles (pretty sure this is the unscrambled word but shhh don’t tell lol)
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We wrote a little something! We’ve had this one shot idea for awhile and thought Pride month would be a good time to share it! We hope you enjoy! Much love- A and K
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Don’t Be A Drag, Just Be A Queen, a glee fanfic | FanFiction
We are posting the sneak peek for chapter 9 tonight since we will be busy tomorrow! Thanks for all the love!
Blaine wasn’t quite sure how long he had been standing there, but he moved a little closer and Kurt’s breath hitched as he faced Blaine. For the first time since they had met, Kurt opened his mouth and nothing came out. No threats, no snark, nothing. Blaine decided not to be blunt, but maybe get Kurt talking a bit first.
“What’s this room?”
Kurt eyed him suspiciously as he ran a finger over the spines of his books. “This is my laboratory. I process my plants here. I also practice different spells.”
“What do you make?” Blaine was genuinely interested, but he figured getting Kurt talking about ordinary things would be a good way to start the conversation he really wanted to have.
“It depends on the plant. Poisons. Medicine. Ingredients. Why?” He tried to affect a casual stance, but Blaine noticed how his fingers tightened on the edge of his table.
Blaine shrugged as he tapped a bottle of some sort of powder. “Just curious. I’ve never been in this room before. Is this where you’ve been spending all of your time?”
“Perhaps.” Kurt’s eyes followed him, but his expression remained neutral.
Blaine had to throw him off. “What have you been working on?” He kept his tone light.
“Was there something you needed?” Kurt hedged as he smoothed a hand over his book absently. “I’d like to get back to work.” He shut the large volume with a thud when Blaine tried to peer inside. Dust bloomed out in a small cloud.
“Actually, yes. I need you to have dinner with me tonight.” Blaine grinned widely at Kurt’s surprised head tilt. “No hiding in here, and no entertainment while you eat. I’ll sing for you after if you wish, but you and I are sitting together and sharing a meal.”
